This Evening I Shined My Sink

The FlyLady system used to work very well for me when we were in Baltimore, but somewhere along the way I’ve fooled myself into believing that I just don’t have time to do it. I’ve got a busy job that keeps me away from home for 9 hours + 2 hours of commute. Who has time to read the dozens of reminders and get them all done in the hour before they go to bed? Certainly not me. But I do have time if I would just set it aside.

I was freakishly organized when I met John. I have no clue what happened — the him that I knew back then would never recognize me now. *sigh*

Don’t get me wrong — our house is pretty clean (although the dining room floor could stand to be swept and polished a bit more often) and the only real “hot spot” is the kitchen island. But there’s no order to it. I do things as I get to them with no rhyme or reason. It reminds me of:

“I don’t have attention deficit dis… oh look, there’s a butterfly!”

I’ll admit it — John has come home more than once to find the bathroom cabinets open, a basket of half-folded laundry in the living room, an open magazine in the dining room and me in the kitchen burning dinner and doing dishes. My doctor says that I have ADHD, but that I don’t need to be medicated since I seem to be a fairly well-functioning adult. If only he saw me at home. LOL

And so, it’s all of these things together along with the constant feeling of “I can’t get a handle all of the things to be done and they are sliding off of my dinner plate” that I’m giving the FlyLady another look. The system is a good one, but the constant testimonials, “God Breezes” and incitements to buy her stuff are annoying and take up too much space in my inbox, so I’m going to filter out everything but the daily missions and zone reminders.

I have a half-hearted morning routine, a half-hearted evening routine and no routines for work. Gee, I wonder where things are falling apart? Starting over with Day 1 seems slightly to newb-ish since I already “dress to the shoes “every day for work so I’m skipping ahead to Day 8 which is where things start falling off the cart for me.

It’s 8:30 and nearing bedtime if I want to be up in time to carpool with John tomorrow (he’s got an early meeting in D.C.). I’ve picked out my clothes for tomorrow, put my cell phone and wallet in my lunch bag so that I don’t forget them, brushed my teeth and taken my evening medications. My sink is nice and shiny, and will stay that way as long as John doesn’t put his lunch dishes in there when he gets home (Tuesday is billiards night with Neil & co.). I am going to try to get up early enough to spend 15 minutes enjoying a cup of coffee and planning out my day.

We’ll see how that goes.

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